attending a eurovision party yearly feels obligatory although i'm a fan in an inconspicuous way. i love the energy and the snarky remarks true fans bring to the event. even if the songs are mostly crap and the performances ott and cliché, the tradition inspires me. i don't want to sound cynical, but the lack of nuance and subtlety in the efforts each country makes reminds me of the naïve honesty of days past. romantic cynicism.
this year we were invited to attend a party held at nakkisauna courtesy of friends at elokuvamuonitus nakki, a film set catering company. the theme for the night was obviously moscow. plentiful and yummy food was on offer and the guests stuffed themselves with borscht, blinis, pelmenis, sauerkraut and such.
the dress code was "russian glam" for girls and "waldo" for boys. not everyone was dressed up and some boys decided to come as girls, but many people wore amazing outfits, such as my friend's modern take on russian folklore and these two deliciously dressed ladies. shiny fabrics and hair extension ruled the space. we did our best to fit in: i wore a pair of sequined pants in leopard print (which do not exactly have a slimming effect), a black tank, towering high heels and glitsy jewelry. needless to say, i topped the whole thing off with a fur hat.
as for the competition itself, my judging criteria followed "the tartier the better" -code. therefore my votes went to romania, albania and ukraine. completely unrelated to my guiding theme, i also gave points to portugal for wearing vivienne westwood shoes (how relevant!) and loved the in-yer-face "please love me cause i'm a barbie doll" (in)sincerity of iceland.
we left very soon after it was clear norway would win. i hated the performer's mannerisms that made him look like a ventriloquist's doll although the song was ok.
did you watch? which one was your favorite?